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Babel 
Medium
by Mumford & Sons
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'Cause I know that has numbered my days
And go along with you say
But laughing, at me now
The walls of my town, come crumbling down
And my ears the call of my unborn sons
And I know choices colour all I’ve done
But explain it all to the watchman’s son
I ain't lived a spent in love
'Cause I'll know my weakness, know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice...
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be a mask....
the city that nurtured my greed and my pride
I stretch my into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
But the of my town
They come crumbling down...
You ask where we stand
In the winds that will howl
As all we see will slip into the cloud
So come from mountain
And stand where we’ve been
You know our breath is weak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the glass around your heart
I should’ve known I was weaker from the start
You’ll build walls
And I will play my bloody part
To tear, them down
Well I’m gonna tear, tear them down!
'Cause I my my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be born without a mask
And go along with you say
But laughing, at me now
The walls of my town, come crumbling down
And my ears the call of my unborn sons
And I know choices colour all I’ve done
But explain it all to the watchman’s son
I ain't lived a spent in love
'Cause I'll know my weakness, know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice...
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be a mask....
the city that nurtured my greed and my pride
I stretch my into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
But the of my town
They come crumbling down...
You ask where we stand
In the winds that will howl
As all we see will slip into the cloud
So come from mountain
And stand where we’ve been
You know our breath is weak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the glass around your heart
I should’ve known I was weaker from the start
You’ll build walls
And I will play my bloody part
To tear, them down
Well I’m gonna tear, tear them down!
'Cause I my my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be born without a mask
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